Vampire fic! Yeah, overdone, maybe, but mine will have some unique elements to it, I am sure. Really have no idea how it is going to go, but things are gunna be freaky, and sexual. Did I ever mention there will be lots and lots of sex? Yeah, lots of lovin, becouse I feel like it :3 I cant really garuentee it, but I will try to get a lemon in each chapter (this one excluded, unless you count the 'amost lemon later in the chapter)
All will be explained in the course of the fanfic, comments are loved, flames not so much :3
Song is 'I'm Just a Kid' by Simple Plan
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Moving sucks, plain and simple. When people tell you it is fun, or it is an adventure, tell them it is a load of bull, expecially if you are like me, and a eighteen year old high school student. Moving for me is not really simple though, since when I have to move, it means our lives are in danger. So generally, moving REALLY sucks for us.
I should get with the introductions though, huh? I am Roxas Strife, seventeen year old high school student. I get slightly above average grades, mainly B's, and in certain classes, an A. I have blonde hair that curls slightly, and blue eyes. I look a bit like my older brother, and only living blood relative, Cloud Strife.
Cloud Strife is my older, specifically twenty-three year old, brother. Our parents died five years ago, and being a legal adult, and us having no other blood relatives that we knew of to contact, he got stuck with me. I do feel bad for him sometimes, though. His hair is blonde, like mine, and spiked so much, that sometimes I wondered if it was really natural, or if he didnt secretly spike it with hair gell, not that it would feel like it, since his hair is actually as soft as a feather. His eyes, like mine are blue. We take after our mother, in case you were wondering. Also, my brother does have a lover right now. A man named Squall Leonhart. He preffers to be called Leon though. Yes, my brother is gay. I never really cared, love is blind after all, right? Besides, I dont have much interest in girls myself, so I cant really get on my brother's case if he decides to have a male lover, expecially if said male lover happens to help pay a majority of the bills.
We mostly live with Leon, a twenty-four year old man with brown hair, and light blue eyes. He has a pretty bad scar running across his face, from when he was attacked by a werewolf.
Oh yeah, another thing I need to point out, Werewolves, Vampires, Elves, Fairies? They all exist, even Ghosts, Ghouls, and Goblins. My older brother and his lover are elite Hunters, which track down, and kill the supernatural who hunt and kill humans. They dont hunt and kill all supernatural creatures, actually, but only the ones who kill humans, or terroize, stuff like that.
this gets to the point of why we move around a lot. At first, I had no idea why, actually. We moved, I wouldnt question it. I never really knew the reason we would move, sometimes three times a month, was becouse some supernatural creature was hunting US. I wasnt actually even aware that my brother, and my deceased parents were hunters, till a year ago.
I learned all about the supernatural creatures, durring that one school year, when I was seventeen.
We had to move from Radiant Garden, to Twilight Town.
I'm still not sure if it was a good idea or not.
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It was raining, or more like hailing. The rain drops where huge, making the ground flooded, and the roads slick. Fairly few people were out, not really suprising, considering the weather. The only real oddity, was the black toyota truck driving steadily down the road, turning here and there, and finally making it to the residential area, the truck's headlights paving light in the inky darkness and fogged creepyness caused by the rain.
The truck pulled into a house that had a sign in the front yard. It once said 'For Sale' but now had a 'Sold' tag plastered over it. The driver's side door opened, and a man stepped out, pulling the head of his coat up to protect his head from the downpour, as he went to check the tarp covering the many boxes in the bed of the truck. From the passenger's side, the door opened and a slightly smaller man came out, pulling out an umbrella, and unfurling it, to cover him, and a smaller person that had slipped out from the back seat of the truck.
The two taller men exchanged a few words, before the one with the umbrella was given a key, letting the two under the umbrella get in the house. Entering the currently empty abode, it had a feeling of forboading and creepyness that made the smaller of the two shiver slightly.
"Why dont you go pick out your room first. I'm gunna check if we have running water at least." The taller of the two said, pulling a hood down to reviel spikey blond hair and kind, if somewhat sad blue eyes. The smaller nodded, walking from the livingroom they were in, to a hallway that held stairs, leading to the second floor, with the four choices of bedrooms.
He walked up in silence, shaking his own spikey blonde hair that had a curve, and cursing slightly when he had trouble seeing, since they hadnt gotten the electric turned on yet. He paused in the hallway, four doors greeting him, two on one side, two on the other, and a window at the end of the hall, showing the darkness of the outdoors. The teen boy shook his head again, and opened the first door, showing a bare room with window, ceiling fan with a light, and an open closet door. He shut the door, going to the next room, to reviel the same thing.
the last two rooms were bigger, but one had only one window, while the other had two, along with a larger closet. He chose this room, liking the view of the street that it had, along withits spaciousness. Perfect for an art student.
The teen looked out the window, and could lightly see the headlights of the truck shut off, and before long, the faint sound of someone opening and closing the front door. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair, and let down a backback he had been carrying, and opened it, pulling out a few sketchbaps, and a metal tin box that held some pencils of various make, some high-end colored pencils, and various kinds of erasers.
He sat against the wall, pulling out a small flashlight he kept for safe keeping, and turned it on. Holding it with his chin, he opened the sketchpad, took out a pencil, and started sketching. He didnt have anything in mind, so he just let the pencil roam around the paper, creating lines, and circles, letting it take form by itself.
"Roxas, come on, we are setting up downstairs for tonight. You can have this room, so dont worry." Looking up, Roxas saw the blonde man from earlier. His older brother, Cloud.
"All right." He said dimly, closing the sketchpad, getting up, and following his brother downstairs.
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I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair
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Moving sucks in general, but being the new kid at a high school? Pretty much hell. At least it was only a month into the school year, and not later, so Roxas knew he'd catch up sooner, rather than later. Sadly, since Twilight High was a relatively small high school, pretty much everyone was staring at him as his older brother dropped him off on his first day.
Roxas tried not to pay it any mind, pulling his deep blue mp3 player from the pocket of his somewhat baggy blue jeans. He also wore white sneakers, and a faded gray hoodie, with the hood pulled up, covering his face from the view of most people as he plugged the earphones in, switched it to Beethoven, and then proceeded to head to the front office.
He only cast passing glances at the people around them, all decked out in the uniform that had yet to arrive for him. The boys had to wear navy blue pants, white class shoes, and a long sleeved white dress shirt with a red tie. How they were done up seemed to vary from guy to guy. Each girl wore pretty much the same uniform, navy blue skirt, various length, depending on the hemming, white dress shirt, and a navy blue jacket, along with white shoes, and a red bow around the neck, rather than a tie. They actually looked rather cute, or at least, the ones who didnt hem their skirts so high the skirts looked like a belt, that is.
Roxas could lightly hear them all talking, some wispering and looking in his direction, others just openly pointing him out. He ignored it, and was glad when the head office came into view.
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Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
Having more fun than me
Tonight
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The woman at the desk was a pleasant, plump woman with a kind smile, and as Roxas walked in, removing his headphones, he found he liked her instantly.
"Well, here is your schedual. Would you like a student to show you around?" The woman asked. Her name tag read Maggy Annedale. Roxas almost wanted to laugh at how funny it sounded. He shook his head, holding the blue slip of paper with his classes, along with a white paper that held a map of the school.
"I'm sure I can find my classes, thank you." He said, smiling softly. Maggy Annedale smiled back, and let him be on his way. Sighing as he left the front office, he now had to find his first class. He looked at his schedual again. Chemestry 1-2, room 304. Roxas looked at the map, and found the room on it, then located the front office.
It was on the other side of the school.
And the bell just rang.
"Dammit!" Roxas cursed softly, taking off towards the class, hoping he wouldnt look like a total loser when he got there late, since he knew he wouldnt find it easily.
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And maybe when the night is dead, I'll crawl into my bed
Staring at these 4 walls again
I'll try to think about the last time, I had a good time
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Suprisingly, he was able to get to his first class period relatively easily, and just as the last bell rang. The chemestry teacher was a tall woman, her deep auburn hair pulled tightly back in a pony tail, and cold brown eyes that made Roxas want to take off then and there, but he stayed put, and gasping, he told her that he was the new student, and handed her his schedual, so she could make sure.
The woman, Mrs. Rushforth, frowned.
"Well, take an empty seat, then we'll get started." She said. Her voice sounded harsh, like she was just itching to yell at someone. Roxas took his schedual back, and looked around the room. Along the walls were cabnits suspended on the walls, and black counters with multiple drawers containing God only knew what, with sinks here and there. Long tables, big enough to let three students sit at each lined the room, about nine in total, though there was only about two kids to each table. In the very back corner, there was a table with just one.
Sighing again, Roxas walked over to the table with just one kid at it, and took a seat. There was still a seat between them, and a book bag was sitting on it, effectively making it so no one could sit there. The top was open, so Roxas got a glimpse inside. There were folders with papers sticking out slightly, he saw a few books, and could lightly see a game system, a PSP he thought, before a hand flipped closed the book bag, and looking up, the kid, a girl, was giving him a black glance. He nodded to her, looking down at the table in front of her, to see she had an open text book, and a spiral notebook with notes, and doodles he noted.
Mrs. Rushforth began discussing something about cells and nucleouses and such, but after a few seconds, Roxas became bored, and started tuning her out. Glancing over at his partner, he noticed she was about the same age as him, maybe. Darker brown hair that came to her shoulder blades, and seemed to have natural highlights, he noticed she was wearing thin, brown rimmed glasses. She wasnt wearing the jacket to her uniform, and he saw it draped across her lap. He also took notice that said skirt wasnt hemmed. And reached to just past her knees. Suprising, since most girls with a figure and, from what he could see, a face like hers, she would hem it a lot shorter.
He could make out only the side of her face, and could tell she was decently pretty, maybe not super model or celebrety pretty, but pretty. Her eyes had a bored, and somewhat blank feel to them, as they stared down at her paper.
Glancing over, he noticed she was doodling, till she wrote something.
'If you want to keep staring, fine, but I dont mind getting expelled.'
Pretty, but mean.
Roxas figured they would probably get along. Something about her reminded him of Leon.
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Everyone's got somewhere to go
And they're gonna leave me here on my own and here it goes
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Next class was Language Arts 5-6, in room 409. Thankfully, close by. Roxas got there fairly quickly, and was confused when he entered, and at first didnt see a teacher. He looked around the room, a bit clueless, when a pretty woman who looked about eighteen walked up to him and smiled.
"Hello, I am Mrs. Harkema, can I help you?" She asked. Roxas gaped at her for a moment.
"You're the teacher?" He asked. Mrs. Harkema smiled, and gigled.
"Yeah, look young huh? I'm actually almost thirty. You must be the new student, Roxas. Well, take a seat, we dont have a seating chart, I hate making one." She said, motioning to the desks arranged around the room, three in a row, and about five rows on each side of the class room, making a gape in the middle, all angled to the front board in the front of the class room.
He nodded and sat in the back.
Taking out a sketchpad and pencil from his backpack, he began sketching, when he heard the door open, and multiple voices. Looking up, he noted that about five students walked in, and sat on the other end of the class room, in the desks in the middle.
From the look of them, he figured they were the 'cool crowd' expecially since a few of them looked good enough to be in fashion magazines. In dead center of the group was a gorgeous red head with a gratious figure, and the uniform seemed only to compliment her beauty. Sitting next to her, in the center of the gorup, was a silver haired teen, the look of him just screamed bad boy. Y'know, the kind of guy all girls seemed to drool over, and dated becouse their parents disapproved? The silver haired guy looked up at Roxas, and Roxas saw his eyes were an aqua-ish color.
Roxas looked back down at his sketchpad, ignoring the conversation as they talked about something or other. The three other kids werent as good looking, but all looked like the athletic popular crowed, so he decided it was better not to get involved just yet.
"You must be the new guy! Hello, I am the student body president, Kairi!" He heard a sweet voice say. Looking up, he almost choked on air. It was the red head, and looking up at her, he couldnt help but notice her cleavage, nor her eyes that were bluer than his.
"Hello." Roxas said in a low voice. All the noise from the other group stopped, and he knew they were all staring at him. Kairi gave him an almost blinding smile that made her look simply angelic.
"Well, if you need anything dont hesitate to ask! I'll be sure to help out to the best of my abilities." She said, her voice sounding almost like a song.
Roxas smiled weakly back, and nodded.
He hated talking to girls.
Mainly becouse it usually got his ass kicked.
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I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
Having more fun than me
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The next, uneventful class was Geometry 3 – 4, in room 108, with a man named Mr. Van Lew, who, Roxas had decided, was a total riot, and a really fun teacher. He made the class seem fun, and didnt mind joking around with the students to the point that at the end of the class, Roxas wasnt sure how, but he had learned more than he had in any other school, expecially since the math homework he had looked like a synch now.
Fourth period was Economy, with an older man named Mr. Anderson, who really, looked like he'd be retiring within the next ten years, but once class started, he did a flip, and started talking and joking, making light of things kids said, and made the class seem fun.
Still tough though. Roxas was also assigned a folder with budgeting paper inside, among other things, and was told it was due at the end of the symester, and that he was going to learn to budget, and at the start of each month, he was going to be given a 'paycheck' which he would have to sort through various needs, like people due in the real world.
He was also told they'd be doing a wedding project, where he'd have to plan a wedding.
Oh joy.
Fifth hour was lunch, a haven after Economy. Grabbing his lunch, he quickly sat ina shady place away from everyone else. Looking up, he saw the silver haired guy, who he learned was the Treasurer of the Studen body, and was called Riku, and that girl Kairi join a group of other teens. Sitting in the middle of their group was a boy with cinnamon brown hair, spiked so much, that it seemed to defy gravity, and blue eyes that seemed to hold the sky. Complete with a cherubic face, and a lithe body, and at first, Roxas thought it was a girl, but thanks to the uniform, was able to tell it was a boy. Riku said something to him, and the boy seemed to laugh, a small smile on his face. Next to him was a girl of a similar appearance, though her brown hair was long, down to her waist, and not so spiked, though she had the same blue eyes.
Roxas turned back to his lunch, and did his best to ignore them, though he kept glancing back up at the brown haired boy.
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What the fuck is wrong with me?
Don't fit in with anybody
How did this happen to me?
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Sixth hour came suprisingly fast for him, but Roxas tried finding his classroom, finding it harder than he originally thought. His sixth hour was a Home EC class, specifically Cooking in room 710. However, finding room 710 was proving near impossible. He was in the seven hundred hall, but couldnt find the room. Most of the rooms looked empty, and he wondered if perhaps there was another seven hundred hall, or if some kid switched the lettering to be a jackass.
Passing a door that was slightly adjar, he froze when he heard a sound coming from inside. Curiousity getting the better of him, and the need to ask directions, he peeked inside, and almost had a heart attack.
The classroom was somewhat dark, only a single light illuminating one desk that had a girl on it, specifically, the girl he saw at lunch, sitting next to the pretty boy. Her legs were spread slightly, invitingly for the teen moving above her. Riku. Roxas gulped and watched as the two were smiling at each other seductively, Riku's hand traveling from her clothed bossom, to her neck, undoing the ribbon, and pulling it off, before the girl herself started undoing the buttons of the blouse. He saw Riku's hands go under her skirt, and pull her panties off in a lesuirely, if sexy way, bfore removing them completely, and letting them drop to the floor.
Roxas watched, facinated, and somewhat grossed out, as Riku started kissing the girl's collar bone, his hands going out of sight in her blouse. Roxas heard the girl moan, and then Riku brought his hands back to the front, running them along her chest, and Roxas could see the white fabric of her bra. The girl's hands slid from Riku's shoulder's then moved to his sides, then hips, before closing in on the zipper of his pants, undoing them.
It was then that Roxas took off like a bat out of hell, his heart thumping madly, and an ache in his pants, he wondered if he had the time to deal with before getting to class.
He decided being late was better than going to class with a boner, and went to take care of it, taking note that the class he was looking for was across from the men's restroom.
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Wide awake I'm bored and I can't fall asleep
And every night is the worst night ever
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Seventh period, by far, had to be his favorite class. The teacher was a friendly woman named Mrs. Dukarm, and it was Drawing 3 -4. Situated in the sixth hundered hall, Roxas was relieved beyond words that he was able to get out of the seventh hundred hall, what with seeing the Studen Body Treasurer screwing a girl in an empty classroom and all.
Roxas stood at Mrs. Dukarm's chest, the older woman, maybe in her mid forties, glancing at a seating chart. There were six long tables in the room, each held four students, two on one side, two on the other, and at one end of the class room was a table with paints and things, and next to it a sink with so many paint stains inside that you couldnt tell the original color anymore.
Mrs. Dukarm gave him a smile, tying back her curly dark blond, fading into brunette hair, before pointing to the table in the back, on the right.
"The seat closes to the cabnets is open, if you dont like it come and tell me." She said. Roxas smiled, and went to take his seat.
He sat down, and grabbed his backpack, rummaging through it for his sketchbook, when the seat next to him moved, and from the corner of his eye, he saw someone sit down.
Roxas' heart jumped into his throat when he recognized the cherubic brown haired boy from lunch. The boy looked at him, and smiled, making Roxas feel warm, before the boy turned back to his own backpack, and pulled out a sketchbook of his own, and a tin box. When the boy opened the tin box, Roxas saw a familiar look of high grade pencils, colored pencils, and erasers.
"Hello, you are the new one, right?" The boy said suddenly. Roxas couldnt find his voice for some reason, but kept silent and nodded. The boy giggled, making Roxas shiver.
"My name is Sora, dont worry, you'll catch up. Today most of us are just finishing our charcol pictures, and tomarrow we are starting on a new project." He said. Roxas nodded.
"M-my name is Roxas." He said. Sora smiled at him.
"Nice to meet you Roxas." He said.
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I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
Nobody wants to be alone in the world.
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When the final bell rang for class to start, the other two kids in the class sat down. Roxas wasnt that surprised, really, when the girl from first hour sat in front of him. Next to her, a blonde haired girl that looked a lot like Kairi, only her blonde hair was swept over one shoulder, sat next to her. None of the three had drawings in front of them, like the other kids in the class, so Roxas assumed they had all ready finished their projects.
"Hello Roxas, I am Namine Harada. You've probably all ready met my sister, Kairi Harada. We are twins, actually." the blonde girl introduced herself. Roxas smiled, and nodded. The girl wasnt as 'bright' as her sister, and had a meeker quality that made her seem... Homely.
"This is Lenore, it isnt her real name, but she doesnt like her real name, so we just call her Lenore." Namine said, pointing to the girl in front of him. Lenore looked up at him, giving him a nod, and a slight smirk, before looking back down at a comic she was reading.
Humurously, it was titled Lenore.
The class period was actually great, Roxas decided. After getting over his initial nervousness, he was able to talk freely with Sora, Namine, and even Lenore, though she didnt contribute much to the conversation.
"So Roxas, you just moved here?" Namine asked him. Roxas nodded.
"Yeah, I dont really even know why we moved, only that my brother suddenly sprang it up on us, and we had to." He said. Namine smiled sympathetically. Lenore rose her hand lightly and waved it, her way of showing sympathy when she was reading. She had changed books, and was now reading a rather thick book titled Maximum Ride.
"Your parents are dead." Sora said. It wasnt a question, just a statement, but Roxas nodded in comfirmation.
"they died about four years ago. I wasnt there, my brother told me what happened." He said. He didnt really like talking about it, since he wasnt actually sad his parents died. He barely knew them, after all, since they were almost always gone.
He felt a hand on his shoulder, and looking over, he felt his heart rate quicken as he saw it was Sora's hand, and that Sora was giving him a sad, but warm smile.
Roxas smiled back.
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I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
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The final bell rang, and Roxas started gathering up his things, bidding farewell to Namine and Lenore, who left rather quickly, both having rides. Roxas himself didnt, so he'd have to walk the six blocks home. Maybe not that far in reality, but he was feeling a little tired.
"Walking home?" Roxas asked. Sora shook his head.
"No, I have a ride, but I wanted to walk with you a bit." Sora said, smiling kindly at him. Roxas felt his face heat up, and looked away suddenly.
The two walked out of the hallway and into the sun in silence, heading to the school parking lot, which also had the gate Roxas needed to leave from to get home. Once they reached it, Sora bid Roxas farewell, and headed to a van that an older man was standing next to. Sora waved to him, and Roxas waved back, noticing the kind smile the old man had. Despite looking aged, the man had bright yellow hair and beared that rivaled the shade of Namine's but from the distance, he couldnt make out the man's eye color. He guessed it was Sora's grandfather, maybe, before turning and heading home himself.
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Nobody wants to be alone in the world
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
Having more fun than me tonight
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Roxas came home to a house of boxes, though there werent that many. Since they moved around a lot, they never really bought all that much, though the furniture had arrived while he was at school, and all ready seemed to be in place.
"I'm home!" Roxas called out, heading to the stared. He heard his brother call out a 'welcome home' from the kitchen, as he walked up the stairs. Once upstairs, he crossed paths with his brother's lover, Leon.
"How was school?" Leon asked. Roxas smiled.
"I think I made some friends." He said. Leon gave one of his rare smiled, and ruffled Roxas' hair. That was probably why Roxas liked Leon. He was kind, even if he came off as cold and uncaring. He was perfect for his older brother.
"That is good." Leon said, walking past him to downstairs. Roxas chuckled and rubbed his hair a bit, not that it would make much of a difference. He glanced back at Leon as the man descended the stairs. Roxas suddenly remembered something about Leon being married previously, and even having a kid, but apparently the two died in some freak accident.
Cloud was the one who healed him.
Smiling, Roxas when to his room with some boxes in it that contained his things.
He wondered if perhaps at this town he'd meet someone he'd cherish as much as Cloud cherished Leon, and Leon cherished Cloud.
Thinking of Sora, Roxas blushed, and shook his head, before starting to unpack.
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I'm all alone tonight
Nobody cares tonight
Cause I'm just a kid tonight
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I'm gunna be truthfull, I have NO idea where this is going.
Teachers are based off of real people, Lenore is an OC, along with the girl Riku was doing in the school classroom. Almost all Kingdom Hearts characters (really, of the Human Variaty) will make an appreance within the next two or three chapters, since Roxas will be about in the town.
Pairings are still being debated.